She saw the blinding scarlet of her palms, a stark contrast to the black and white around her.

She suddenly remembered the blood stains she had seen on the corners of her mouth when Xiao Boran was subjected to thunder punishment that day, but at that time she thought it was just because of a problem with her own eyes.

It turned out that it wasn't the eyes that went wrong, it was her.

She couldn't distinguish the colors of this world, but she could only clearly distinguish Xiao Bo's blood, so this was the so-called fate of fate?

With great effort, Le Wuwu carried Xiao Boran to a nearby cave, and then carefully examined all the injuries on his body.

When she took off her coat, she realized that he was already covered in bruises, but it was only because the black covered the color of his original blood. She used her meager spiritual power to help him heal, and only then did she understand how weak the Yunyun God of War was at this time.

It was probably because Hong'er had consumed six or seven percent of his spiritual power to gather spirits, and he should have done a good job of pranayama and healing, and he fought hard to solve Helan Yan's problem with a quick solution. Now he fell from the clouds again, and rolled around the hillside.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't understand why he had to let go. Even if her skills are not good, the spiritual power that drives the clouds and leads him will be there after all. Even if the cloud is not steady, it is still possible to take him to safety by twisting and twisting.

But he just let go.

Thinking about it, the big tears fell down, and seeing his miserable appearance, he couldn't help but slap him again, and muttered, "Why do you want to let go!" ”

But with such a gentle pat, Xiao Boran, who had never shown weakness when the thunder hit his body, spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The scarlet color sprayed on her, and she cried even harder.

"Xiao Boran, what's wrong with you?" She hugged her head tightly, trying to lose all her spiritual power to him.

But it seems that no matter how hard she tries, it has no effect, like pouring a basin of water on a desert that has been dry for a hundred years, and even the feeling of wetness has not increased by half a point.

She panicked.

He's the god of war! In her heart, he had never lost a battle in the past hundred years, even if he had heard that he had been bitten from the shoulder by the South China Sea Beast and almost lost an arm, he still relied on that arm to crush the heart of the beast from the beast's mouth.

And now he was lying there lifeless, with blood gushing out of his mouth.

Sure enough, with such a bad star as her, there is nothing good for the people around her.

She suddenly remembered that her own blood was so special, maybe it would work wonders. She used her spiritual power as a blade, slashed across her left wrist and dripped blood into his mouth, falling on his original scarlet blood like ink.

But Xiao Bo's dyed blood kept pouring out, flushing out all the blood that she had managed to drip in.

In desperation, she had to put her wrist to her mouth and suck it hard, and then use her mouth as a container to send all her blood to his mouth.

Everywhere the tip of the tongue passes, there is a fishy smell.

This repeatedly, I don't know if it was because of excessive bleeding or sucking too hard, she only felt that her wrists were sore.

But fortunately, his eyelids moved, as if he was awake.

She couldn't help but sigh again that the wonder of her blood was better than any panacea in the world.

Afraid that he would be worried, he hurriedly pulled a piece of his shirt, wrapped his wrist, stopped the bleeding, and softly called Xiao Boran's name.

In a trance, Xiao Boran had a dream.

He dreamed of a young girl, dressed in red, with golden foot chains shining golden on her ankles, and she was standing barefoot on the white lotus transformed by spiritual power.

She took his hand, and the hair fluttered across the back of his hand, and he couldn't see her appearance, only felt that the long hair seemed to float into his heart, tickling. It was as if an invisible force flowed through his body, sweeping away the indescribable pain from before.

He heard her call softly, "Ah Ran, Ah Ran." Wake up. ”

He thought to himself, who is Ah Ran? At this time, he woke up slowly, and the voice in his ears became clearer and clearer.

"Ah Ran, Ah Ran. Wake up. ”

It turned out that I heard it wrong.

That's a carefree sound.

He struggled to open his eyes, and he saw Le Wuwu's weeping face. The pale little face was already filthy, and the hair was sticky to the face with sweat or tears, and it was messy.

He raised his hand, gently stroked her face, and whispered comfortingly, "Don't cry. I'm fine. ”

"It's all because of me, it's my fault, I shouldn't, shouldn't have been so disobedient to you. If I hadn't insisted on it, it wouldn't have been like this. ”

"Fool." Xiao Boran gently stroked the sticky shredded hair on her forehead, "It's just that the goddess loves the world." What's wrong with you? If there is a mistake, then it should be the way of the world. ”

Le Wuwu cried even harder.

Xiao Boran smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "It is a little fairy to be able to cry like this heartbreakingly for the female monarch." ”

Le Wuwu couldn't help but burst out laughing, this crying and laughing appearance was a little funny, and he couldn't help but be a little ashamed, and patted his chest with his hand.

Xiao Boran sighed, and she hurriedly checked carefully.

"Tease you."

"Looks like you're really okay. And the heart plays tricks on me. ”

"How dare I, I really hurt. Just fell again. As he spoke, he buried his head in her arms and found a comfortable position.

"But Xiao Boran, I have a decision I want to tell you."

"Huh?" He replied softly with his eyes closed and his nose.

"Let's get married."

As soon as he heard this, he immediately opened his eyes, and his previous dying appearance was gone. His eyes widened, he propped his body with his hands, and asked incredulously, "What did you say?" ”

"You heard it right, getting married, I'm talking about getting married. Xiao Boran, are you willing to swagger? ”

Xiao Boran swept away his previous exhaustion, and the corners of his mouth smiled brightly: "Worry, do you know? Your words are better than any panacea in the world. I feel like I'm fine with everything now. ”

Le Wuwu rolled his eyes, in fact, his own blood is easy to use. "As for it?"

"How not? Who are you? You are the Yunyun Female Monarch, the goddess of the Nine Heavens in your previous life, and even the water god is vying to marry someone who has not yet married. You let me get married, you can't say it. ”

"That sounds like a great deal."

While talking and laughing, the pain of fleeing disappeared because of this decision.

"Worry, why did you suddenly change your mind. Before, weren't you still unwilling? ”

"I just figured it out of the blue. In fact, whether we get married or not, he will not let us go. So what else do we have to worry about? There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, Yuanji Xianjun, I don't know if I want to be the flower in the hands of Yunyun Nujun? ”

"Be your companion. It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, just today. ”

"Huh?"

Before she could react, he pulled her up and knelt on the ground.

Xiao Boran groped out two dead branches from the hole, stuffed one into Le Wuwu's hand, and said solemnly: "The sky is proof, I, Xiao Boran and Qing, know each other until the green mountains and ruins are dry, the sun and the stars, and the Beidou appears in the south." Long and long, only Qing accompanied. ”

With that, he used his thumb to break the branch in his hand.

Le Wuwu was a little stunned and didn't know what to do.

Xiao Boran's thumb moved slightly, and he made another breaking motion, repeating it mechanically without worry, and also broke the branch in his hand.

And so it was done. Lady, for the rest of your life, you have to give more advice. ”

Le Wuwu was a little confused, she married her off in such a hurry? What about her three books and six hires? She is a dignified woman, and she married herself in this deserted cave? Didn't she just make a proposal?

Le Wuwu stared at the person opposite with wide eyes, wasn't he just lying in his arms and vomiting blood? Why is it already so radiant now? Is the effect of your own blood so great? Or did she accidentally miss something?

"I'm worried, I can't go back on it."